Is the prince infertile?The lady was so happy!

Chapter 513 No, Yes

"At present, there is no." Fatong sighed, "Princess Xinhua is in good health, in a vigorous state of mind, and clear-headed. She can live for at least 50 years."

"That's fine."

Gu Chang Yuan's body relaxed.

Fatong then sighed: "But Your Highness only has less than five years. If you waste your health, how many days can you live? It's hard to say."

"For me, five years versus three years, one year, it doesn't make a difference."

"How could it be? Mayflies are still fighting for the day and night."

"Mayfly fights for day and night, and you know?" Gu Changyuan sneered, "Could it be that you, a monk who recite scriptures, also know what Mayfly is thinking?"

Fatong thought about it, and couldn't help laughing: "I really don't know."

"It seems to be a monk's imagination."

"This...Your Highness, if you say so, it makes sense." Fatong laughed, "The clouds, wind, moon, and snow in the sky that day, what kind of hurt and sadness are there? It's nothing more than people giving them various meanings. But I still want to advise Your Highness, five years and one year are still different. If you have five years, you can come back once a year and see them five times. If you only live for one year, this may be a farewell. Is this Doesn't it make any sense?"

Gu Changyuan smiled and said, "Oh, I can't refute what you said."

"Why are people afraid of death? It's just that they are worried and unwilling." Fatong smiled and said, "As long as Your Highness still has someone who cares about you, you can't really die willingly."

"Although I am not reconciled, I still have to try to accept it."

"Your Highness, there must be a way." Fatong said seriously, "As long as you promise me, don't toss your body like this again. After returning to Minzhong, you can take care of yourself and don't worry about anything else. Within three years , No, within a year, master and I will definitely find a way!"

Gu Changyuan smiled and said, "Okay, I promise you."

"Oh, Your Highness wants to keep his word."

"When did this king break his promise?"

"I don't know." Fatong said, "So I have already decided to go to Minzhong County with His Highness this time."

"What?" This time it was Gu Changyuan's turn to be stunned.

Fatong raised his chin slightly, as if the holy light was shining all over his body: "The poor monk should stay by His Highness's side and dissuade His Highness from doing things that hurt him. If the poor monk is also in Fujian this time, he will definitely stop His Highness from returning to Beijing. Your Highness You don’t have to suffer this whipping!”

"You monk, go back to your temple and recite your scriptures! I don't want you to follow me, how can I live my life with nagging all day long?"

"No, the poor monk wants to follow you."

"do not want!"

"need."

"No!"

"want."

……

Ding Chunfang, who was just near the window, was shocked when he heard this.

……

Half a month later, the capital had officially entered late autumn, and Gu Changyuan's whip wounds had almost healed, the emperor ordered him to return to Minzhong County immediately, and he was not allowed to return to Beijing without an imperial decree.

Unexpectedly, the carriage was assassinated as soon as it left Prince Xuan's mansion.

Holding a knife, a woman rushed towards the carriage without hesitation, crying to kill King Xuan to avenge her daughter.

Ding Chunfang easily restrained her, and after a careful look, she found that the assassin was Princess Shu.

This normally elegant and dignified woman is now disheveled, with a sad and sad face.

"Assassinate the prince in the street, do you know the consequences?" Ding Chunfang would not have the slightest sympathy for anyone who tried to hurt the prince. How did you have the guts to plot against the lord and give your disgusting and shameless daughter to the lord?"

(End of this chapter)